Life Cycle/Transcript

''The complete transcript for Life Cycle

The Possum Lodge Word Game
{Harold stands between Red and Mike Hamar at the card table.}

HAROLD GREEN: Time to play the Possum Lodge Word Game, and tonight's special guest is Mr. Mike Hamar. {Mike waves enthusiastically} Yeah. {picks up a package of beef} And Mike is playing for a special prize of five pounds of chopped beef! {opens lid and sees a note inside on the meat} Yeah! {takes note} It's supplied by Wally's butcher shop! Wally's included a little note here. {reads note} It reads, "If you come across a finger, you can keep it, but he would like the ring back." {slightly uneasy} Oh boy! {closes lid, puts package down and picks up word sign} ...Whoo! Okay! Uncle Red, you have thirty seconds to get Mr. Mike Hamar to say this word. {turns word sign around to audience, as Mike covers his ears; word is...} "Shopping". "Shopping".

RED GREEN: All right, Harold, yeah.

''{Harold sets the word sign down and steps back. Mike uncovers his ears.}''

HAROLD GREEN: Go!

RED GREEN: Alright, Mike, you need something, so you go down to the store and you go...

MIKE HAMAR: ...case the joint?

RED GREEN: No. {rubs nose} Okay. You go in, you pick up what you want, you go to the cash register. Now you are...

MIKE HAMAR: ...running?

RED GREEN: {waves hand back and forth} You know, uh, you see people in the mall? {pretends to hold several things in arms} They've got their arms full of purchases? They are...

MIKE HAMAR: {smiling} ...marks.

RED GREEN: {making a motion across chest} Let's go a different way, Mike. {Harold mimics Red's motion} You know those carts they have out in front of the grocery stores? You see them in the rack there? What are they called?

MIKE HAMAR: Mobile homes?

RED GREEN: {looks up} Okay. This is something people see as fun. They go into a mall and they go...

MIKE HAMAR: {smiling} ...panhandling?

RED GREEN: Okay, okay! But once you've panhandled for a while, you take the money, you go into the mall, and you make a purchase. You are...

MIKE HAMAR: {eagerly} ...in a liquor store?!

HAROLD GREEN: Almost out of time, Uncle Red.

RED GREEN: Okay, Mike! Stores, okay? {holds up a hand and points to each finger on it} You're not browsing, you're not panhandling, you're not shoplifting, you're not casing the joint. You are...

MIKE HAMAR: ...in custody? {Red shakes his head in disappointment} You know what I do, Mr. Green? I say, "Hey, officer, I wasn't doin' nothin' wrong, I was just shoppin'!"

RED GREEN: There you go! {leans forward to ring bell on table}

HAROLD GREEN: Hey!

{Mike makes triumphant gyrations with his arms and cheers as he picks up the package of beef and hugs it close to him.}

Red's Campfire Song
{Harold accompanies Red by clicking two spoons together.}

RED GREEN: {singing}
 * If you find yourself at the gates of Heaven,
 * And there doesn't seem to be anyone around...

HAROLD GREEN: {singing in falsetto} Nowhere...

RED GREEN:
 * It's probably just a final test to see if you're patient,
 * So don't just walk in and sit down.

HAROLD GREEN: Ah-haaa!

Handyman Corner
''{Red walks through a house. In one hand, he holds a small box piled high with peppers of all colors. In his other hand, he holds a bag of onions. He walks up to a table, with the Handyman Corner sign next to him.}''

RED GREEN: You know, women never get tired of hearing men say those three little words... {puts box of peppers on table; pile collapses and peppers fall everywhere; puts bag of onions on table} "I'll make dinner". {wipes hands together} Especially if the kids have been wailing and fighting all day and the dog's trying to fireproof the furniture. {takes a pot from off the Handyman Corner sign} So today on Handyman Corner, I'm gonna show you a simple recipe to make the beautiful {sniffs pan} Possum Lodge Fire Engine Chili. {puts pot on table} You know, all chilis pretty much have the same ingredients there, so that's not really the secret of them. {bends down under table and picks up a pile of canned food} The secret... {puts pile of cans on table, but can pile also collapses; some fall on the floor} ...is to make everything in... {bends down to pick up a second pile of canned food, puts it on table, but this pile, too, collapses} ...big batches. Now, it's a lot cheaper. {bends down once again and picks up a tray piled high with ground beef} And, uh, you get to heat the leftovers, which is real handy when you get relatives dropping over unexpectedly. {puts tray on table} You'll want to serve them something that'll convince them they should really leave. {wipes hands together; picks up and stares at pot} You know, I think I'm gonna need a bigger pot.

''{Wipe to a later scene. Red has moved the project outdoors. One machine has a can of chili on it, shaking it about. The rest of the chili ingredients are on a worktable behind Red. A pile of peppers is piled high, while a bunch of cans are also stacked high. The ground beef is also piled up, too. Red is cutting through a pepper with a saw. A bunch of other peppers have already been cut into slices.}''

RED GREEN: You know, the beauty of this recipe is, if you make enough, you can actually move the whole project outside. That way, you can be more comfortable with your surroundings and your equipment. {piles all the pepper slices onto one end of the saw blade} And you fire that up on there... {carries the blade over to a pot with steam spewing out} There we go. {pours the peppers into the pot} Get that in. {holds up one index finger} Now for the onions. {starts to saw through an onion, but stops himself} Oh, no, wait a minute. {puts on a pair of safety goggles} Safety first, eh? It's bad enough the guys see you cookin', you don't want 'em to see that you're cryin', too.

''{Red starts to cut the onion with the saw. Wipe to a later scene. Red walks up to the pot, holding a paint mixing tool.}''

RED GREEN: All right, once you got all the stuff in there, just let her simmer so the ingredients can marry each other. Don't try to talk them out of it. If you didn't listen, neither will they. {puts mixer in pot and turns on mixer to stir up the chili in the pot; then turns it off, leaving mixer in pot} Oh, this is gonna be a good batch.

''{Red rubs his hands together. Wipe to a later scene. Red stands next to a huge metal bucket labeled "CHILI POWER".}''

RED GREEN: Now, you know there's a variety of seasonings that you can use in your chili, just to your own personal taste. {picks up bucket} But I always like to start with the red-hot chili powder. I mean, this is called chili, huh? {shakes bucket over pot of chili, causing a small bit of chili powder to pour out into pot} All right, that's good. Now, what else? {looks around, then back to pot of chili} Well, I'll put it in there. {pours more chili powder into pot} Okay, what else we got? {looks around some more, then looks back at pot} Well, {chuckles} it is called chili, huh?

''{Red continues to pour a lot more chili powder into the pot of chili. Suddenly, however, he accidentally drops the bucket into the pot. Red recoils slightly, startled.}''

RED GREEN: Whoa! {looks into pot; wipes hands together} I'm not going in there. That's final. {bends down under work table and picks up a metal container of kerosene} All right, now for my secret ingredient, huh? Kerosene! {the audience voices some concern} Yes. {chuckles and nods, then shakes head} Oh, no, I know what, you're thinking it's poison, right? Well, you know what? The poison part burns off. I'm pretty sure. And it gives the chili real kick to her. Besides, a little bit of kerosene in a batch this size isn't gonna hurt anybody.

''{Red pours some kerosene into the pot of chili, but he accidentally pours too much and accidentally drops the whole container into the pot. Red recoils in shock and wipes his hands together.}''

RED GREEN: Oh, this is gonna hurt everybody.